The gf and I just got back from merry old England. We rented a motorcycle and rode out to Stonehenge and then Avebury. Such a great time. How I miss clotted cream and pies and all the wonderful old stuff! On the way back we were swimming in the rain. I had to follow the bright colored truck trailers to see where I was going!

I scratched my head o think of what to do. Then as I walked the dog not a 1/4 mile from my house I passed this - well I returned later with the bike obviously.

Wikipedia gives:

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The remains of a medieval moated homestead in Whomerley Wood is an 80 yard square trench almost 5 feet wide in parts. It was probably the home of Ralph de Homle, and both Roman and later pottery has been found there.

Not sure if the above pics will be old(or good) enough. So les than a mile away we have something else dead dull. It was very foggy today until past lunchtime so more crappy pics I'm afraid.

This time we have either:

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The six hills which occupy prominence in the town are tumuli or Round Barrows dating from the Bronze Age. According to legend the hills are spade fulls of earth taken from Whomerly wood and thrown at the town by a giant (or the Devil) intent on destruction. His last shot went well off mark and knocked the steeple off Gravely Church two miles away.

Unexplained earthworks and standing stones were often seen as the work of the Devil or giants.

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The Six Hills are a collection of Roman barrows situated alongside the old Great North Road in Stevenage, Hertfordshire, England. They are classed as a Scheduled Ancient Monument and are protected by law. They form the most complete Roman barrow group in the country. Beside their historical significance, they lend their name to an important thoroughfare in the town (Six Hills Way) and are a local landmark.

Re-reading the history I find that the moat in the first pics is where the soil for the second set came from (sort of):

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For almost two thousand years, travellers along the Roman road that eventually became the Great North Road have passed these six large mounds. Their origin and purpose has been the subject of much speculation.

Local legend holds that they were the work of the Devil, who, sitting one day looking down on the Great North Road, began to amuse himself by heaving clods of earth at the passers-by. He missed six times and in a temper threw a seventh clod over his shoulder, hitting the spire of Graveley church and knocking it askew. The spire is crooked to this day. The holes in Whomerley Wood show where the Devil dug out his missiles, and the six failed shots lie in a line alongside the road and form the Six Hills.

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